the cracks on your smile make it impossible to decipher something legible

Somehow or other, I ended up reading my old wordpress/blog last night. Everything that was documented in that old wordpress/blog.. just felt like a whole other lifetime away. I'm not really sure why. But it feels as if the person that I was then, and the person that I am now, are two totally different people. The lifestyle that I had then was totally different from the lifestyle that I have now, too. I guess it's mostly due to the fact that I'm working now. But still.. there's just something that I can't quite place my finger on.

Sometimes I feel pretty lonely. There, I've said it! Sometimes, I wish that I have someone that I can call up at any time of the day.. to just ask "hey, what are u up to?" Then I think about all the pain and heartbreak that relationships cause, and I'm almost glad I'm not in one right now. Almost.

It just takes too much energy.

Yeah, my post is pretty much all over the place.

You know what I need? Time. I just need more time.

It's so cliched, but each time when I'm far away and I think about Sg, I'd say E.C.P would be one of the first few places to pop up in my head.  

So many memories there...

I know practically every turn, every nook and cranny, every bump on the road, where all the slopes are, etc etc. I spent many a weekday afternoon there back in jc, just blading, enjoying the feel of the wind in my hair and the company of someone I used to treasure. Long conversations were had while we tried to outblade each other and feel the adrenaline pumping in our veins. Those were the days.

I don't miss the company now, but those were certainly good memories. :) Thank you for giving me the courage back then to start blading. For that, I'm eternally grateful.